- 21 Jan 20211View
A Photograph by Adva Shtalberg
I remember the day I got her call,
an old lady's voice but cheerful and polite all in all.
- 11 Jan 20212View
Once a Disdained City by Adva Shtalberg.
Your warm, bustling streets are like an ants colony, vivacious and alive! being surrounded by your
- 27 Dec 20203View
Sabra / Adva Shtalberg
I touched you, I know!
But I was a child; how could I predict such a blow?
Your short and dense
- 11 Dec 20207View
A grown man
Living in my cell
she is my guard
do your homework; don't fool around.
Being a teen, you should
- 30 Nov 202072View
An epilogue for something big
It was summer, yet I couldn't feel the sun on my skin.
Heard this woman talking on the telly,